We wound up in the vet’s emergency room last night after I left behind a scary trail of blood from the upstairs to downstairs. It all started when I tried to eat after taking my appetite stimulant. Ignoring the baby food left out for me, I instead tried to steal Elmeria’s food.
This rotten tumor apparently has a sensitive side. When I bite down I bleed. Not wanting to gross anyone out, let’s just say that Elmeria’s food dish looked like a scene out of a horror flick. Elmeria, who’s deaf but by no means dumb, started to wail. I went downstairs to use the bathroom and that’s when the trail of blood became apparent to the humans.
So I was whisked away to the vet’s office where basically nothing other than an exam could be performed by the nice resident on duty. I was however told about Chinese herbs that may work to clot the tumor so that I can eat in peace. Meanwhile, I’m back to hunkering down in the closet. And yes, after last night’s festivities, I do need a sponge bath, which is something I’m possibly willing to consider.
This morning I was fed Cat Sure (Ensure for cats) with a syringe to avoid an encore of last night.
Now, I need my rest, folks.
Rest little one & follow the rules however bad they may seem to you. There’s a reason for them, however bad they seem. Love you Jane